But before it got dark, there was a muffled sound, followed by the appearance of snowflakes.
These are two completely different things!
No matter how you look at it, it looks like the drone's last struggle before death.
"Is there something wrong with Team Nine?!"
For a moment, everyone in the live broadcast room was worried.
.......
"Sixty-four!"
After calling out the last student's name and looking at Zhang Ting and the program staff who looked very embarrassed, Ren Yan's heart was finally relaxed.
As long as there is enough people, he can remain calm no matter how big the storm is.
If there is one less point in the count...
Ren Yan was afraid that he would die on the spot!
Fortunately, the students in Class 9 are quite sensible and did not play such a prank that would cause his heart to stop.
Thinking back to the time when she went on the spring outing, she always caused trouble for the teacher and really enjoyed playing hide-and-seek, and Ren Yan felt her face flushed.
I am extremely grateful to my teacher for not killing me.
If this happened to me now, I would have to ask my parents to do it instead of giving my former self a combination of punches.
It's just so fucking ignorant.
However, this incident also gave Ren Yan a wake-up call.
The reason why I wanted to call out names was, although confirming the number of people was the ultimate goal, but the main reason was that my words could not be conveyed too far in the storm.
I had no idea whether the students heard it or not, which caused me to worry.
For this kind of thing, Ren Yan naturally conducted a self-examination.
He felt that he still needed to provide a walkie-talkie to everyone in Class 9.
Otherwise it would be too troublesome to find someone on this ship!
However, just when Ren Yan was thinking about what type of walkie-talkie to buy.
The staff member in charge of drone control came over with a guilty look on his face and told Ren Yan about his negligence:
"Teacher Ren..."
"You just shut the drone outside."
"I didn't have time to maneuver it in, and now it seems to have crashed..."
"What?!"
"Crash?"
Ren Yan was stunned, and he asked why there was a muffled sound coming from the door just now.
I originally thought that the strong wind blew something down, but now it seems that it was the sound of a drone collision!
Immediately afterwards, Ren Yan began to feel a strong sense of doubt:
"Didn't you come in a long time ago? How come the drone is still floating outside? What were you thinking?"
The other party scratched his neck embarrassedly:
"I'm just trying to show netizens something new..."
"This extreme climate on the sea is so rare, it's all about ratings..."
After saying this, Ren Yan raised his eyebrows and slowly gave a thumbs up:
"You are so damn dedicated..."
However, the staff still felt a little ashamed:
"It's mainly because the ratings are high, and I get a commission..."
Ren Yan also silently raised his thumb with his other hand.
It goes without saying that this guy is really a ruthless person.
"But why are you telling me this? Shouldn't a plane crash be a work accident? You should contact your production team."
The staff member smiled awkwardly:
"Mainly... I want to get the drone back."
"Without your permission as the captain, I am embarrassed to open the door. If anything goes wrong, it will be troublesome."
After saying that, he looked at Ren Yan expectantly.
Ren Yan shook his head with a smile, opened the door and took back the drone that was soaked by the rain.
Although this live broadcast accident may cause netizens to worry about it.
But Ren Yan was not very panicked.
Anyway, things have already happened, there is no point in thinking about it.
Not to mention that these problems will definitely be solved by the program team later.
My current task is to tell the parents that Class 9 is safe.
As far as he knew, Lao Wang and his team relied entirely on live streaming to ensure their safety.
Now that this problem has arisen, God knows how anxious they are.
After handing the drone to the staff and instructing Class 9 not to leave the house until the weather cleared up, Ren Yan returned to his room.
Because the shipbuilding at that time took into account the problem of extreme climate.
All the internal structures of Class 9 have relevant passages, so even if heavy rain blocks the rooms on the deck, they can return to their residences safely.
Except for the lookout room, of course.
That thing is too high...
After returning to his room, Ren Yan was ready to take out the intercom to report to Lao Wang and the others that he was safe.
However, as soon as he opened the drawer, Wang Shanhai's slightly hoarse voice came from the intercom:
"Old Ren, Old Ren!"
"Are you there? Are you there?"
"Damn it, you guys aren't really in any danger, are you?"
"Depend on!"
"I'll call you for another three minutes. If you don't respond, I'll bring people over there!"
Listening to what Lao Wang said on the intercom, Ren Yan felt a rare sense of guilt.
It seems that Old Wang has been shouting for a while.
Ren Yan did not hesitate at all and immediately picked up the intercom:
"It's okay, it's okay. Everything is okay."
"I was just counting and didn't have my intercom with me. Sorry."
Hearing this, Wang Shanhai finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to complain:
"No, I mean, can't you carry that walkie-talkie with you?"
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